Tribute
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I’m sorry for everything. Seriously. My name is Stephen Jonathan Xavier. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. How did a Haitian-American stud like myself end up in the Confederation of Canada? Well, that’s a long story. I was a sophomore at Emerson College and I guess I went a little nuts. It involved hard partying, lots of chicks, fast cars and cops. Long story short, to save what’s left of my academic career and life, my parents sent me to stay with my uncle in the City of Ottawa, Canada. They hoped a change of scenery would do me good.
The township of Ottawa is radically different from the City of Boston, folks. This is the Whitest town I’ve ever seen. And it’s also, weirdly enough, the place where I’m reconnecting with my roots. There are quite a few African immigrants living in Ottawa. I’ve joined an African church and I’ve made friends with my long-lost brothers and sisters. Black folks from the New World are quite curious about their African origins these days. We want to reconnect. And I am no exception. Speaking of reconnecting, I am making a connection of my own with a pretty Congolese lady named Linda Mulenge. She’s something else, folks. Six feet tall, beautifully dark-skinned, with long Black hair, a curvy body, and a big round booty. Just the way I like them.
I met Linda Mulenge while visiting Carleton University. I was in the process of choosing between Carleton and the University of Ottawa. Ultimately the choice was made for me. The University of Ottawa is lily-White while Carleton University is quite diverse. Lots of Africans, Arabs, Asians and Hispanics are enrolled there, not just White people. And Linda Mulenge is in her third year in the Carleton University Faculty of Engineering and Design. Yeah, I definitely wanted to get to know this lady. And she volunteered to help me adjust to my new surroundings. As it turns out, there were other American students at Carleton University. I met Jimmy O’Shea, a guy from Houston, Texas and Lincoln Brownstone, a brother from Atlanta, Georgia. There’s also Stacy Lee, an Asian chick from San Diego, California. Yeah, all of a sudden I didn’t feel so alone.
Folks, I am falling in love with the beautiful Linda Mulenge. She is so unlike most Black women I’ve ever met. The African women I am meeting in the City of Ottawa are a lot nicer than Black women from the United States. I just wish Black guys living in Canada knew how lucky they are. In America, a Black guy who says hello to a Black chick will get a dirty look or a cuss word. In Canada, a Black guy who says hello to a Black chick might get a smile, or a greeting. Of course, he might still get cussed out if the sister in question is in a bad mood but oftener than not, Black chicks in Canada are nice. A Black woman who is actually nice to Black men. Until I came to Canada, I thought this was pure myth. Well, I am loving the beautiful, educated and friendly Black women of Ottawa. Especially Linda Mulenge. Born and raised in Ottawa, she has traveled extensively in Africa. To my immense surprise, she’s been to the U.S. as well. She has an uncle in the City of Hartford, Connecticut, and she used to visit him every summer growing up. Wow. My new lady love has been to my neck of the woods. I used to hang out in Hartford with some friends. We could have run each other, who knows?
When I first came to the Confederation of Canada, all I saw was an empty place. It’s so boring and dull. Especially the region of Ottawa. I missed the City of Boston sorely. I miss the Boston Red Sox. I miss the Boston Celtics. I miss the New England Patriots. I hope Brady can lead us to another championship, if he stops getting into accidents. Ottawa is so dull. And the people here seem proud to be boring. I find Ottawa’s residents dull, boring and bigoted. It’s almost as if each and every last one of them has a chip on the shoulder. Wow. Maybe they need to get laid, you know? I’m finding Canadians to be bitter, moody and bigoted. Not at all the friendly folks us Americans imagine them to be. Yeah, I think us American were wrong about the Canadians. They’re mean as hell and seem to resent us for some reason. Luckily, Black Canadians aren’t like the rest of them. They’re okay for the most part.
Linda Mulenge is friendly and smart, and she’s so damn sexy. I just love it when she calls me her American stud. She is a proud Black Canadian with a lot of admiration for the accomplishments of us African-Americans. In her family house, I saw portraits of African-American visionaries from the old days like W.E.B. Dubois, Martin Luther King and Malcolm X along with modern Black visionaries like President Barack Obama, Governor Deval Patrick and U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder. Wow. Every day this gal amazes me. We like to take trips to Toronto every chance we get. Toronto is my favourite part of Canada. It is big and diverse, and packed with action and drama. It doesn’t feel like Canada at all and it’s so different from Ottawa. It’s hard to believe that Ottawa is the capital of Canada. The City of Toronto should be. Seriously. It’s a party town. Ottawa feels like a cemetery. Dull, White and lifeless. Damn.
Linda Mulenge is a passionate lady in every way, folks. We have a lot in common. Like me, she comes from good stock. Her father James Mulenge is a Constable with the Ottawa Police Service. He’s the first Congolese member of the Canadian capital police force. Her mother Judith Mulenge is a schoolteacher at a Catholic academy in the town of Orleans. Her older brother Lawrence is in his third year at the University of Toronto. Hmm. Yeah, my lady’s family is really something. They are really nice to me. Especially since I made it clear to them that I love their daughter. And I would never do anything to hurt her. I learned my lesson in Boston. In Ottawa, I’m honestly trying to be better.
When I talk to my parents, they are thrilled to hear about my Linda. My father Etienne Xavier is a Sergeant with the Massachusetts State Troopers. My mother Lucille Joseph Xavier is a nurse at Massachusetts General Hospital. And my younger sister Hannah is a freshman at Northeastern University. I’m the Black sheep of the family. The bad boy who learned his lesson. I’m more focused on school right now. My grades at Carleton University in Ottawa are a lot better than they were at Emerson College in downtown Boston. My Linda is there with me and she encourages me in everything that I do. I’ve taken a part-time job as a Security Guard to make ends meet. Just so I can pay my rent and have a little something to spend on my lady on weekends. I love Linda. When I hold her in my arms, I feel like I’m king of the world. My lady is beautiful, smart and ambitious. And she believes me and loves me passionately. I am one lucky brother.
My first year at Carleton University is going pretty good. Come December, I’m going to visit my folks in Boston. And I’m taking Linda Mulenge with me. I’m a Haitian-American brother who found love, Black love at that, in the Whitest place on the planet. The City of Ottawa. And I’m taking my African princess to meet my parents. I’m sure once they meet here they’ll love her as much as I do. She’s the one responsible for the transformation that my friends and family members are seeing in me. I’ve stayed at the same job for about a year. If you knew me, you’d know that this is unprecedented. Also, my grades are really good. I’m staying out of trouble. I go to school, work and attend church. That’s about it. I don’t need to go out late at night or hit the clubs. I’ve got my Linda. And she’s hotter than anything you’ll find in Ottawa’s night clubs. I love my lady. She makes me want to be the best man I can be. And if she’ll have me, I’ll make her my wife. Someday soon. Peace.
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Lightning flashed across the dark sky as Steve lifted his travel bag from the open trunk of Crystal's Taurus. He opened the door for her and said, "I see my new roomie is home. It will be raining cats and dogs by the time you get back to the Campus. You might as well come in for a drink or two, meet Jack, and we can watch TV or whatever until the storm passes. Thunder rolled ominously. Steve took Crystal's hand and led her to up to the door of his apartment. He set the bag down and began...
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Kimberly waited over a week for him to visit again. Every day she anticipated it, she even made sure to be dressed for it, but to no avail. Jordan kept her dangling on a string. She finally had to do something. One night when Taylor was showering, she grabbed her phone and got Jordan's number. The next day she called and left a message. Nothing.She called again the next day.Nothing.She called again the next day, this time she left a very dirty message, desperate to get what she wanted, not even...
The young black man hammered Kimberly's pink white pussy with the powerful punishing strokes of his monster sized dick.Kimberly thrashed violently as her BBW body blasted from one orgasm to the next. Her naked body was covered in sweat as the black man pounded her harder and harder. "FUCKKKKK MEEEEEEEE," she screamed, "FUCK MEEEEEEEE." Her watermelon size titties with their large stiff nipples bounced painfully as she dwelled on the edge of ecstasy. The fact that this 21 year old black man...
I have been married to a great woman for 25 years now. Katie is my high school sweetheart and we spent 7 years together before we got married. She teaches 12th grade at the local high school and I am a self employed contractor.Katie looks very good for a 48 year old woman. Dark hair and eyes, 5'-1" tall, 130 pounds, full 34B cup boobs with the right amount of sag, voluptuous curves and just the right amount of age lines. She tries to stay fit and does regular cardio workouts. That also helps...
I pulled up to Aaron's apartment complex after dark but stayed in my car for several minutes. 'I can't believe I'm doing this.' I thought. My phone buzzed, Aaron was texting me, "Did you find the Apartment ok?"I snatched up the phone and punched the keys like they owed me money, "Yea I just don't know what number.""13." His response was immediate.I sighed and checked my hair in the rear view mirror one more time. I occupied myself with weather my hair looked better in front of or behind my...